Coercion - Page 143

“Six hundred, six hundred and fifty, seven hundred… there we go, seven hundred and fifty dollars. That should cover your half of the rent.” Hannah couldn’t say anything. Her tongue was too deep in Chloe’s ass to speak

Lucky dog Ch7: Special Accommodations Lucky's ears perked up. He heard Angela's car coming home next door. He jumped through the window and made his way home. He was more interested in speed than stealth, but Angela didn't hear him come home

Monday - Michelle Temping at the Titchester Law Firm ofMcCraddock, Banks, Tolliver and Meadwas dull but reasonably well paid. Michelle Leason had been hired three weeks ago to backload old cases onto the new computer systems

"Hey Trey, wait up," I hear Miki call to me from somewhere behind me. I turn back toward school to see her long brown pony tail wagging behind her as she runs to catch up to me and I cannot help but get hard watching her big breasts bounce with her hair

She left swiftly, excited to get away and go and party, finally; a break from the kids. "You two better listen to Uncle Blake or else I'll whoop your ass with my belt when I get home!" she warned them

Thursday morning I went in to the college to get a few things cleared up at the office. It was after six when I arrived home to an enthusiastic greeting from six children. They were indeed a motley looking crew

Disclaimer This story is not real – just some fucked up shit I thought of. Lel

The next several days Scott had to work a lot of hours and also had to go with his mom to his grandmother’s so I didn’t see too much of him. But I was only bored for one day because in two days I got a phone call, and I’m not sure who was more surprised by who was calling Sherri or me

Day Sixteen “Daddy?!” I squealed with surprise. Instead of Mommy in the school pick up lane, it was Daddy sitting in the car waiting for me after school on Tuesday. “Hi baby girl, hop in!” he smiled. Sigh, he was so handsome

Kate had been with her boyfriend Eric for four years now but known him for much longer. They had been high school sweethearts and she knew that he was the type of man that was going to succeed in life due to his charisma combined with good luck, charm, and smarts

It was just another teenage crush. You know the type; Blonde, mature woman (anything over 20 is a mature woman at that age), curvy figure, large breasts, and living next door

A few days have gone by since we went to the amusement park, and it’s been non-stop like the last three weeks

Jackson never really enjoyed family vacations. After the novelty of childhood wore off, the trips to the cabin by the lake were more like torture to the teenage boy

.She had full tits, a hot figure, smooth legs and she wore nothing under her nightgown. I watched her snuggle up to Jamie, and he always put his arms around her. They kissed and rubbed each other. It was like she was practicing for a boyfriend on Jamie

JackassTales…Tale # 62Readers; if you usually like my fluffy stories, then I must warn you that you most likely will not like this one! A writer’s contest has forced me to write outside my normal comfort zone

___As a girl, certain things get me going sexually. Those things change. Old ones die out, and new ones excite me. I really never know when something will trigger my sexual urges. This one really got to me, and still does

I went to college about 75 miles from my home. About once a month I would go home for the weekend, bringing my laundry with me in a battered brown case that once belonged to my father

I am Doctor Gary D. Gordon. I'm 36 and I've been a gynecologist in my own private practice for about 2 years now. Most male gynecologists come up with sensible reasons why they became that kind of a doctor, and I say all the same things they say when asked

“'It's no use going back to yesterday. I was a different person then.'” -Lewis Carroll, "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland" *** "I know people are afraid of me," Lily said. "And I understand why. So I won't take it personally if you prefer not to work with me directly

Desmond Riley huffed the last bit of his cigarette before stuffing it into the trash can next to him. He huddled in his worn coat, his breath fogging the air in front of him. He flexed his hands in his gloves, and yanked his cap over his sandy brown hair and ears